Decimate Them

The scent of blood suddenly wafted in the air, and everyone was able to pick it up. For some reason, they all pinpointed that the blood came from one of the dancers. A rather victorious smile even came from the partner.

From Hydrangea and Renaud's perspective, they could see a faint image of long tails smashing against each other during the dance. It seemed that Raphael and Melody were actually fighting while they were putting on a show for the races. It just happened that the long black-tipped tail of the overlord was able to graze the face of the enemy.

"How fierce." Raphael only hid his anger and his need to wipe that blood from his face. He even pulled Melody close to his face. "I like that."

"Really?" Melody ended up licking the blood on his face to his horror, her venomous tongue gliding across his wound. "I like the taste of my enemy's blood more."